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Rings Mountain Herald
Established 1889
Published Every Thursday
HKRALD PUBLISHING HOUSE.
Haywood E. Lynch
Editor-Manager
stored as secoud class matter a
the PostoiHce at Kings Mountair,
N. C., under ire Act of March 3
1879. -
SUBSCRIPTION HA I BS
One Year $1.5i
Btx Montbe .76
A weekly newspaper devoted to
Ae promotion of the general wel
tare and published for the euHght
meni, entertainment and benefit of
the citizens of K'ngs Mountain and
Its vicinity.
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RESIGNATION
^ 'Why. w'hy .repine, iny pensive friend
At the pleasures slipped a.wu>
Some the stern fates will never
lead.
And aj| refuse 10 stay.
I see the rainbow in the sky.
The dew upon the grass;
I see them, ami 1 ask not why.
They glimmer or they nass.
With folded arms 1 linger not
To full them buck; 'twere vain:
In this, or in some, other spot.
I know they'll shine again.
?Walter S. Laiulso.
WORK WITH A WILL
We are not sent into' this world
to do anything: inlo- which we cannot
put our heart's. We have certain
work lo'tlo l'ov our bread iiiul that
is to lie done strenuously; other
work to do for our delight, and that
is to ho done heartily; neither Is
to he done hy halves or shifts, hut
* - with a will; and what is not worth
this effort is" not to he done tit all.
- John Ituskin.
A GENTLEMAN .
It is almost, a definition of a gentleman
to snv thpl lie carefully nvolds
whatever tna\ cause a jar or
* a jolt - til the minds of those with
whom he is casl all clashing of
opinions or collision of feeling, all
restraint 01 suspicion, tjr gloom of
resentment, Itis ft rent concern being
to make everyone at ease and at
home.
lie is tender toward the bashful
gentle toward the distant, and merciful
toward the absurd; lie can recollect
to whom he is speaking; liv
guards against unreasonable allusions
01" topics that may irritate, lie
is seldom prominent in eoh.v-usatiort
and never wearisome. lie makes
light of favors while he does-them,
and seems to be receiving them
when he is conferring.
He never speaks of himself except
when compelled, never defends
himself by a mere retort; he has
no cars for slandpr or enmiln i?<
scrupulous in imputing motives .to
those who interfere with him. ami
interprets everything for the. best,
lie is never mean or little in ltis
disputes, ' never takes unfair advantage.
never mistakes personalities
or sharp sayings for arguments, or
insinuates evil which he dare not
say ttut. He has too much good sense
to be.affronted at insult; he is
too busy to romonvber Injuries.
If he engages in controversy of
any kind, his disciplined intellect
preserves him Trom the blundering
dscourtesy of better though less edcated
minds, who, like blunt weapons,
tear and hack Instead of cutting,,
clean. He may be right or
wring in his opinion, but he Is tot
clear headed to bo unjust; he is as
simple as he is forcible, and as
brief as he is decisive.
Nowhere shall we find * greater
candor. consideration, indulgence.
He throws himself into the minds
of his opponents, he uccounts for
their mistakes, .lie knows the weakness
of human nature. a.s well as
its strength, it province, and its
limits,?Selected.
Acre Of Laundry
For Camp Davis
Cantp Davis, N. C.?laundering
for the 30,000 troops at Camp Davis
is done under a single roofcovering
1.13 acres.* The laundry is the larg
est in the world in one building.
Manager J. B. Cullins. believes
CALL OR SEE
KENNON BLANTON
At Terminal Ser. Station
PHONE NO. 10
STERCHI BROS.'
Representative
1 in Kings Mountain
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Territory
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Here and There .
Haywood E. Lynch)
Donald Hughea, son of Mr. a-d,
Mrs. Howard Hughes, of the Kings
Mountain Laundry had his <pi.it .e|
in a recent issue of Colli* 's Magazine
in a white up about army life ,
in the different camps scattered
over the U. S. Hughes IS with the
Laundry Division, and is following
in the footsteps of his father. who
was in the same outfit in the World
War.
Kings Mountain has the appearance
of a ghost town on Tuesday
afternoon with all the stores closed.
There is very little signs of life on
main drag.
It never fails. I had my car wash
ed Tuesday morning and right on
the dot Tuesday afternoon it began
to rain. To get it to rain more, if I
had ten cars, I would have aii of
them washed.
Two-thirds of the Three C All.
who write a very snappy column for
each issue of The Herald were in
the office Tuesday afternoon and informed
me that the column would
continue even though one member
of the trio would be in College next
year. They also borrowed a sheet of
paper from your editor to adcT some
..hot news to conform with the weath
er.
Vernie Lee Oixon, niice of Mr.
and Mrs. Clyde Bennett, who is vis*
iting here from Nevada says she
likes the wide-open spaces of her
state much' better than she does
North Carolina, but she may remain
in the Old North State and com1
pete her college education at
Queens next fall.
Marion Falls, the friendly clerk
at the Post Office says he always
comes to work earlier on Thursday
| morning so that he can get The
Heralds up, as subscribers want it
the very first thing when they }ppfc
,ir?to their boxes.
At the close of "the college year
we always' lose quite a number of
subscribers as the boys and girls
come home, but we make up for
some 'of the y>ss by 'V* teachers ,
who leave for .their homes hav,e
The Herald follow them, so they can
keep up with the happenings of The
Best Town In The State.. Among
those who have ordered The Herald
for the summer months are: Paul
Hendricks, who will be at Chapel
Hill for thie Summer, Carolyn C
lisle, Benneetsville, S. C., Katherine
Peel, Gibson, N. C., Louise Morris
Charlotte, ..and Janet Scoggins,
Greenville, S. C.
The writer of the note signed be
low aske^ Here arid There to pub
lish the following warning:
FAIR "WARNING: The very next
time a guy calls me at two o'clock
in the morning to fill out his Questionnaire
I am going to start a- lit!
tie WAR of my own.
Signed: Clarence "Hitler"
Carpenter.
| Tree Of Today Is Ini
Building of Next Week
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Camp IMvIh, N. C.?Thev used'
lumber so fast in building the antiaircraft
camp here from just a wide
place along the road to a military
city of 20,000 popultlon in five mo>
ths that lumber went from tree to'
building in a week.
There were 46,000,000 feet of lum
ber used in the camp, all Southern
pine except for p50,000 feet of fir
brought in from the Pacific coast.
The fir was used as structural timber.
The pine, most of it cut from
forest near the camp site, was seasoned
In kilns.
To transport the huge amount ol
lumber needed for constructior.g
the nearly 1.000 buildings, 1,500 rail
road cars were used to bring in
.15.000.000 leet. The remaining 10,OOO.Ooo
feet was transported by
truck.
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UAVE FOLKS BRUJG/M
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WHAT HAS GONE BEFOBE
Juun Butter field, tired of the
humdrum life of uneventful
luxury in which she is kept by
her grandfather, possessor of
the Butterjield Department Store
millions, runs away, and hides,
penniless, among the anonymous
millions of Hew ftprk. A
chance acquaintance, sBop-girl
Peggy O'Brien, befriends her
and gets her a job in the establishment
where she works ?
which happens to be Butterfield's
Department Store. Bill
Spencer, ace reporter, covering
thtt Mtnru thus
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ess, /Suds Joan in the store and
scrapes up a friendship with
her fa yet details for a scoop
story. They soon find themselves
falling in love. Finally Joan's
identity is discovered by Dorothy
Moore, a girl whose hatred she
has incurred and who tolls Joan's
grandfather. Detectives are despatched
to bring Joan home.
but Bill helps her escape and
hides her on a tiny island in
New Mark's East River, which
he owns.
Chapter Six
Bill Helped her climb out ot bis
dinky little outboard-motored skiff
and Indicated his little domain
with a grandiose gesture.
"Welcome to Spencer Estate ?
also known as Sand Island ? only
forty-five minutes from Brooklyn.
When I first came here this was
practically a barren island ? now
look at It!"
She surveyed the ramshackle little
hut with a grin.
"Was that washed up from a
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Br I rl
BL Has lal
His arms were around
shipwreck?"
"Lady, how dare you? That's
the Spencer Mansion. Enter, my
fugitive from a chain store!"
The little shack was not a thing
of beauty, but on the Inside it was
quite comfortable. There' was an
oil stove, a couple of little cots,
and a cupboard thoroughly stocked
with canned goods. While Bill went
out to pick up driftwood for a
campfire, Joan got busy at the
oil stove. And by the time he returned
he found what he had pro
wiaiuicu iv wo iuc a^uto ui in a
dreams: swell groceries (a pungent
stew) on the table, and' bis slippers
(a pair of tennis sneakers)
by his chair.
"I wish you hadn't done that,"
he said slowly. "Because now every
time I come back here I'm going
to miss you."
"That," said Joan softly, "waa my
whole Idea."
After they had dined they sat
by the lire, and phe told him the
whole story of her runaway ?
bow she had done It not at all out
of a thirst for sensation, but out
of a real, urgent need to find the
genuine things in life and escape
from the artificial, gold-plated existence
she bad always been compelled
to lead. "It was having so
eauch," she concluded, "that made
ea*- realise how little I really had.
"I'll never go back to It."
"Joan," he replied, "If I ever
bad anybody figured wrpng. It was
Cu. Remind me to tell you, I
Ink you're swell!"
And then his arms were around
her, drawing her eloeer and closer,
fihe raised ner lips to hie kiss...
"What a heel I've been," he
whispered at last. "Chasing you
'around, trying to use you for
copy."
"I love you, Bill," was her only
answer. He gazed meditatively Into
the dwindling fire.
"Think I better put another log
on?"
She shook her head slowly.
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The next morning she had his
breakfast ready by the time he
was up. He bated to go, but he
was long overdue at the office.
"And now I want that Butter
Job Printing Phone 16'
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LEI US SHOW YOU H<
TO FINANCE A NE1
CAR
Are you thinking of buying a
car? It will pay you to talk ovei
financing of It with ua.
Select your new car and have
present ear appraised. Bring ua
figures and we will suggest an
omical ana satisfactory way
swing the deal.
TALK I.T OVER WITH U8 TO
First Nati
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rHURSDAY. JUNE 12. 1941
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u? rwmv tmrtMC jtrirrt jASy-WtJ*
I field story!" concluded Stevens ex
plosively. "You've held out on tne
long enough. GIVE ME THAT
STOlCY!"
"First give mo my pictures," returned
Blii; Stevens wrath fully took,
the photos which Bill had taken
of Joan ana himself in Bultficld's
store, tore thet ' in pieces, and
handed them ovor. "Here are your
pictures."
Bhi calmly took out his story,
tore it in pieces, and handed it
over. "Here's your story." He turned
on his heel and waUted out,
beckoning Flash to follow him.
Nevertheless, the story ran in '
the early editions of Stevens' news
paper that dhy. For the editor i
feverishly set his entire staff re- j
assembling - the scraps of paper
until he had the whole story pieced
together, and by noon the headlines
were screaming through the.
town: "BUTTE Ft FIELD HElHiOBS j
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Old man Butterfleld, seeing the
aiory, lost no tim? in peremptorily
telephoning Stevens, who blamed
the whole thing on that scoundrelly
reporter Spencer.
"I'll send a man right over who');
take you to her," promised Stevens. "
He hung up, shouted for Flash who
by this tuns had returned, and
threatlngly demanded to know
where Spencer had gone. ' ?
"He-he ran me all over town mmm
b-b-buying toothpaste, and a marriage
license ana stuff," stammered
Flash. "Then he got Into his
crummy little boat and headed fee
his island."
. Cyrus Butterfleld, In his highpowered
launch, reached the Island
long before Bill returned there. ..
He showed Joan the mocking. 1
sneering, sensational story about j
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her, drawing her closer. <mm
her which Bill nad written, ani
which Joan could not know he had ,
torn up hoping to prevent its being I
printed.
And' when Bill burst into the
cabin, cheerily laden with packages
of supplies and a marriage license,
Joan was preparing to leave with
her grandfather. "Mr. Spencer," was
her reply to Bill's astonished
queries, "you are probably the
lowest excuse for a man I ever had . t
the misfortune knowing!"
Several daya passed during which
Joan, again under her grandfather's
wing, unsuccessfully tried
to hide her grief and longing,
while Bill, cruelly hurt, sulked on
the island. It remained for Peggy
to take matters in her own hands
by bursting into Butterfleld's office
and informing him that Joan
would never know another happy
moment unless she could go back
to Bill's arms. "She Just told me
she loves him more than ever!"
Peggy concluded triumphantly.
For once Mr. Butterfleld showed ,
a glimmer of Intelligence. After _
all, he loved' his granddaughter.
After all, he wanted her to be
happy. And he was at last con- m
vinced that there was only one
way to accomplish that end.
He quickly scribbled two telegrams
and sent them off. Both
said exactly the same thing: "Darling,
please forgive me. I love you.
Meet me on the island at six." One I
he addressed to B1H and signed I
Joan's name. The other M addressed
to Joan and signed Bill's
name.
But at six o'clock there were
three people on the island. The .
third was a minister, whom Mr. I
Butterfleld had also thoughfully I
despatched there.
"Did you send for him?'* Bill demanded.
"Certainly not! It looks like one
of your tricks!"
Suddenly they burst out laughing.
and next moment were In
each other*e arms. And the rever
end gentleman, who had his In
structlons beforehand, opened his
book and cleared his throat...
THE END.
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Hie Herald Office
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so stay at home and just call us?we'll deliver
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Phone 58 We Deliver
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